#all i have is my partner and while i love them so much and they are so important to me

[youngheejay]

Mature content ahead

Sunghoon is just so fucking attracted to his girlfriend that it hurts

“Wow, baby” sunghoon’s eyes widened. And he felt his cock grow harder. Harder than it already was.

You giggled at his reaction and spun around to show him another dress you shopped with your girl-friends today.

“You like it?” You caressed the dress all over your body and brushed your hair back to show it to him properly.

The white sundress was wrapped tightly around your upper body and only reached mid thigh. Your breasts were lifted up and were shown prominently. To say you looked sexy was an underestimate.

You lifted up the hem of your short dress to examine the material of the dress, and were completely oblivious to the effect you had on your boyfriend.

Sunghoon ogled at your exposed thighs. Fuck, my girlfriend is so hot.

He had to suppress the urge to just throw you on the couch and fuck you so hard in this dress until you understood how fucking attracted he was to you - it was no joke. No teasing, no flirting. You didn’t have to do any of it. Showing him a little skin was enough for sunghoon to unleash these primal and carnal instincts in him.

That’s how much he found you attractive and sexy.

“Hm?” You looked up from the attached tag you were reading when you didn’t hear a response from him.

He quickly diverted his eyes from your exposed soft-looking thighs - oh, how smooth and alluring they were - and when you looked at him with a gentle and loving smile that’s when sunghoon realized he had to wrap this up fast otherwise he’d bust right then and there - completely untouched.

Your adoring smile paired with your sparkling and innocent eyes made his problem grew bigger. But he didn’t have the heart to just tell you to ditch your haul - you were too excited to show him what you bought. Obviously, with his your shared money. What else?

“It looks stunning. You look beautiful, princess. You can wear it on our date this weekend.” He gave you a nod in approval.

“Oh, really? I thought I’d wear it for the team dinner.” You suggested with a tilt of your head, adjusting the straps of the dress while pushing your boobs a little and exposing more of your cleavage.

“No!” Sunghoon exclaimed dramatically. You looked at him surprised, “I- I mean you can! But don’t you think it’s too casual for a gathering like this?” He quickly came up with an excuse.

You pursed your lips: “Really? I thought it’s only with the boys and your managers, right? And obviously their partners? Well if they have any,” you giggled at your own joke.

That’s the fucking problem.

Four out of the six other boys were fucking bitchless losers who’d definitely stare at you if you were to wear a dress like this.

Sunghoon didn’t want that. You were his and he wasn’t someone who liked to share. No, he was definitely more possessive than he liked to admit. And he definitely didn’t have the patience - nor the nerve - to deal with at least four men (who claimed they ‘weren’t into relationships’) staring at his girl and ruining the dinner for him.

It’s not like he couldn’t fight with them - if it was for your comfort he’d commit murder - he could and would but he just didn’t want to deal with this bullshit. And most importantly, he didn’t want to put you in an uncomfortable position. Even if the members didn’t mean any harm - he just knew you too well and already predicted that you’d feel uncomfortable regardless if anyone was to stare or not.

He sighed: “Babe, I want you to wear it when we’re alone. You can wear the other dress you just showed me. Alright, darling?” Sunghoon used his extra soft voice with you, something he mostly did when he already made a decision and wasn’t up to an argument.

You squinted your eyes at him but didn’t want to argue with him. He’s not wrong, the other dress is also really beautiful and maybe more suited for a dinner.

-And it was a dress that covered you completely.-

He apparently likes this one a lot, so there’s nothing to argue about, I guess.

You gave him a reassuring smile: “alright, if you say so.”

Sunghoon counted himself lucky that he found someone so understanding and with such a warm heart. You truly were beautiful - your personality just as much as your looks.

Clapping your hands excitedly, you exlaimed: “Okey! 10 down, 7 more to go!” When you spun around to leave the living room, where sunghoon was playing some video games on the couch, he quickly caught a glance on your ass due to the hasty twirl.

Sunghoon leaned further back on the couch and spread his legs wider, mansplaining, as he tried to sit somehow comfortably with his painful hard-on. Frustrated, he threw his head on the couch and closed his eyes.

How long is this going to take?

Let’s just say: After the next piece you had to postpone your little private fashion show.

[authorhjk1]

Lewd thoughts on aespa getting caught by their partner playing by themselves instead of waiting for them 👁️

Karina

Karina's eyes are wide open when she sees you standing in the door. The pillow she has been grinding on shows off a visible wet spot, suggesting that she isn't wearing panties under her skirt.

"This-This isn't what it looks like."

She feels shame colouring her cheeks as you look at her exposed tits, her top bunched up above them.

"I was only gone for 10 minutes and you couldn't help yourself?"

"S-Sorry, I've just been so...so needy lately."

Karina bites her lip as she glances at your crotch.

"That explains why you were grinding on me last night when I woke up."

Once more, Karina sinks her head in shame. But when she looks up at you, she catches your teasing smirk, which makes her regain her confidence.

"This pillow isn't really doing it for me."

She gets on all fours and crawls to the edge of the bed.

"Maybe I can ride something else?"

Giselle

You wanted to surprise your girlfriend for Valentine's day with a bouquet of roses, chocolate and some jewelry. But you couldn't help yourself, you wanted to give her a jump scare when she'd come back home. That's why you hid inside her closet. And when she did come home, you were about to jump out. But before you could, you saw Giselle opening a drawer of her nightstand. She asked you to not look inside of it and you respected her wish, that's why you're now so curious to see what's in it.

To your surprise, Giselle takes out what seems to be a dildo. You didn't expect that. You watch how she lies down on her stomach on top of her mattress. She placed the dildo in front of her. You expected her to pleasure herself with it, but Giselle is starting to suck the dildo off. You know that she loves giving head, but you didn't expect her being this into it. Your cock is completely hard by now as you hear Giselle slightly choking as she tries to fit most of the dildo inside her mouth.

Giselle yelps in surprise when you finally open the door. She's stunned, embarrassed, speechless. You see her glancing at your face, your crotch, the gifts in your hand and back to your face.

"I-"

Instead of giving her time to explain, you put the gifts to the side and undo your pants. Giselle's confusion quickly turns into lust as you pull off your boxers as well. You expect her to just wait for you to come closer, but instead, Giselle moves to the edge of the bed and turns around. She's now lying on her back and as she lets her head hang off the edge, you know what she has in mind.

"Happy Valentine's Day, baby."

Winter

"Alright, thank you"

You hang up and walk back to the bedroom. You were about to go down on a half naked Winter when you got a phone call. At first you considered letting it go to voicemail, but you knew it was important.

As you now step into the room, you're surprised by what you see. Your relationship with Winter is still quite fresh and the two of you haven't had that much sex yet. And the sex you had was always on the softer side.

But now Winter is lying on your bed, her tight body on full display. The fingers of her right hand are knuckles deep inside her pussy, while her left hand is squeezing her small tits.

"Ruin me, daddy. Make me a slut."

She moans and you can hear how wet her pussy is.

You haven't seen this side of Winter before. And she never called you daddy either. Her eyes are closed though, so you doubt she knows you're watching her.

"I'm such a bad girl. I'm addicted to your cock like a whore, daddy."

Her words are dripping with lust and you hold your breath, not wanting her to stop.

"Everytime you fuck me you're rearranging my insides. My body is too small for your cock, but it just feels so good when you break me, daddy!"

Winter's voice is getting louder and you can see her arching her back off the mattress.

You silently walk towards her, unable to hold back any longer. When you reach the bed, you must have made a sound, because Winter's eyes suddenly shoot open. Surprise, shame, embarrassment, her face displays all kinds of emotions as she looks up at you.

You lean over her, placing your left hand over hers, which makes her fingers slip in deeper into her pussy. Your other hand supports your weight as you place it right next to her head.

"What a bad girl you are. Touching yourself while I'm on the phone."

Her embarrassment is now fully replaced by a look of shock. Winter's mouth is slightly open and she's just waiting for your next move.

"Is this how bad you need my cock? Daddy is going to fuck and punish you like the slut you are."

Winter whimpers, her eyes wide open, but she can't say anything as her juices start to stain the sheets underneath her.

Ningning

"You couldn't wait 5 minutes, could you?"

Ningning shakes her head. She is biting her lip, one strap of her dress is already half way off her shoulder, her heels only dangling on her toes. She's lying in bed, her delicate hand playing with her clit.

The two of you haven't been on a date in ages and so it seems like your wife really enjoyed the night. After you just made sure your children are sleeping, you join her on the bed.

"The next time you tease me like that, I won't wait until we're home."

You whisper into her neck as your hands glide along every curve of her body. Throughout the whole dinner Ningning used one of her naked feet to touch your legs and at one point flat out rubbed your cock through your pants under the table.

"Is that a promise?"

Her breath hitches when your lips move from her neck down to her collarbone.

[dragon-made-of-cats]

Notes on this from personal experience (not an ad):

Sugar free stuff is in many cases... not that good for your health (or gives you diarrhea if consumed in larger quantities, it very much depends on the sweetener). Drinking smth sugary all day (even if it's just sugar from real fruits) might fuck up your teeth in the long run if you're unlucky in the genetics department (like me).

I know people love saying "just drink water" but sometimes it's not that easy.

My partner has sensory issues and just straight up wont drink water bc it "tastes weird". The only thing that has worked so far is this bottle. They at some point stopped using the pods bc they realized the straw is helping more than the taste itself, but it DOES actually work (at least for me).

Other bottles with straws we tried/saw either all have solid straws (they need smth with a little bit of give bc they tend to bite into it), cannot be taken apart for cleaning (they WILL get moldy, trust me on this) or will spill everywhere the second it's not 100% upright (the older air up bottles used to have that problem too, they listened to feedback and fixed it as far as the function allows it. Also they at least do warn you very clearly that it's not absolutely air/watertight).

The "flavour" pods very much helped me drink more water. I tend to forget drinking a lot and if it tastes like something sweet I will automatically drink more (when I remember to drink).

For the "flavours" I'd recommend anything more on the citrus side, or fruity in general, and maybe nothing "milky". (The chocolate orange one tastes like you ate ice cream of that flavour out of a cup and then drank water out of it without rinsing it first. I'm kinda into it, but also I'm weird.) They also last for quite a while, depending on how much water you drink you can usually use one for around 2 weeks or longer and a package comes with 3 pods with the "regular" flavours being cheaper than the 8$. And where I live I can get the more common ones for less in shops.

Anyways, sorry for the rant, I just thought somebody might be interested in knowing if they even work as advertised and why somebody might be using them.

the hot new water bottle for people who thought la croix was too intense. zero fruit flavor. drink regular water while smelling a fruit. spend $8 for proprietary scent pods that let you smell a fruit.

[drdemonprince]

What do people do about dom guilt/shame after engaging with “hard” kinks? I just tried knife play for the first time last night and I had a really good time toying with my sub and just seeing this other side of him that really wants to get cut up. I’m worried I crossed some kind of invisible line and I’m evil now even though we both liked it.

We’re both inexperienced with engaging with “hard” kinks and we have some mutual friends and I’m unsure what they’d think of me if they knew. So that adds to the stress a little. At the same time though, I love that he trusted me enough to ask for that and the look he got in his eyes was incredible.

aftercare! Doms need aftercare! especially after doing darker or more serious scenes. One Dom that I know has his subs message him the day after a particularly intense scene to check in and reassure him that he is not a bad person, that they actively wanted everything that he did, and that they are doing well (or if they are struggling in some way, he wants them to tell him so that they can work through it and he can offer support). so much of the focus gets put on the needs of the sub in these matters, and on protecting the sub from harm, but it is equally important to make sure that the Dom is given space to self-regulate, reassurance, comfort, or whatever it else it is that they need to process this stuff.

you'll come to know a lot better with the more practice that you have. some people are really fired up energetically after a big Dommy see and what they really need is to eat a meal and take a walk and cool down a bit. other people like the conventional cuddling while watching a movie and eating sweet snacks form of aftercare that comes most readily to people's minds. but psychologically the impact of being a Dom is quite different from that of submitting, and so you may need things like seeing your sub exercise agency, having somebody else take care of you and making decisions, a lot of detailed feedback on how the scene went from the subs perspective, everybody to switch out of role and to act relatively normal and jokey, or some combination of these things.

for now, continue talking it through with your partner, ask them for support and care, and maybe journal a little bit on how you're feeling in the days after a scene. It is completely normal to experience a drop and to feel tired, disgusted, ashamed, we're like you're a bad person, and you can learn to anticipate this and work with it to minimize how much it bothers you and prevent a lot of larger meltdowns from occurring. but the only way we figure this stuff out is from learning! feeling a little bit bad or even a lot bad it's not a sign that you've screwed up here. it's just data. and so it's all very worthwhile to get.

[pomefioredove]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Love 101

my week-late valentine's post

summary: third years ask first years for love advice. the first years suck at giving it type of post: blurbs characters: cater, trey, leona, rook, vil, idia, lilia, malleus, rollo additional info: romantic, reader is gender neutral, reader is yuu

I. Cater and Deuce

Cater has always loved the thrill of the chase (or, really, the thrill of stalking your magicam at 2am) and he would have been content with keeping his digital distance if he didn't see you in Vil's last post. Suddenly anxious that he's fumbling, he does what he does best: info. And who would have better info than your best friend? "Uhhh, I dunno," Deuce says. "If you really like someone, then you should be honest with them- that's what my mom used to tell me, at least. Or did I read that somewhere? Uh, never mind. I'm sure the Prefect will understand! Just- you better treat them right, or else!" Be honest? When has honesty ever helped Cater? It'd take two more nights of crushing anxiety for him to send a risky text, spilling all of his feelings for you in a Magicam DM and then handing his phone over to a very confused (but pleased?) Riddle, so he won't check his notifs for your username every twelve seconds...

II. Trey and Ace

Trust me, he was not Trey's go-to. Okay, sure, Ace is your best friend. Sure, he knows everything about you, from your favorite desserts to your grades, and sure, you've probably told him everything about your dream man, but... It's Ace. And unlike darling, doe-eyed Deuce, if someone asked too much about you, Ace would get suspicious and go right into protective best friend mode. So, Trey keeps it vague. "Eh? You're asking me for dating advice?" Ace grins. "About time! I knew you were smart. What you're gonna do is give 'em a little, not too much. Maybe ghost 'em for a week or two, so they'll really miss you when you finally text back!" ...Yeah. Maybe Trey should just stick to desserts.

III. Leona and Jack

Listen, okay, Leona didn't want to ask him, either. But Ruggie had nothing, your other frosh friends couldn't flirt their way out of a paper bag, and Grim refused to give Leona the goods without tuna payments (and he's spoiled enough as it is). Of course, the moment Leona even implied he was thinking of you, Jack jumped. "You have to be direct and honest! This could be your life partner, you have to put your all in!" Right, sure. Why does he even bother with these kids?? You'd be turned off if Leona started spilling his guts like that. He would've given up then and there... but then Jack insisted he come to "support his upperclassman", as if it were a fight rather than a flirtation. Leona cursed the Seven, the stars, and every single student on campus as he stumbled his way through asking you out. "Not that you would, or that I care, but I-" he looks over his shoulder, and Jack is still there, arms crossed like an impatient parent. Leona grumbles. "If you want to..." "He wants to please you, Prefect!" Jack barks. "DON'T SAY IT LIKE THAT!"

IV. Vil, Rook, and Epel

It wasn't like Vil sought out Epel for the sole purpose of you, the freshman simply... happened to be in the room while Vil was thinking about it! Out loud! With Rook! In a... slightly argumentative manner! "Epel, settle something for us, would you?" "Oui, you see, I say the way to win the Prefect's favor is by anticipating their every thought!" "And I say that's insane. You know them best, so, tell us, what do they like?" The poor boy looks between them like he's being held at gunpoint. How should he have known?? It's not like you guys spent your time gabbing about boys! "APPLES!" he blurts out. "The Prefect loves apples!! My grandma always said the quickest way to a person's heart is through their stomach!" Rook giggles and Vil mumbles something about Epel's peanut-sized brain. ...Nonetheless, you wake up to crates full of apples at your door the next morning.

V. Idia and Ortho

beeeeeep... beeep... bing! Idia swivels around in his chair at the sound of the printer. Crap, did he accidentally hit print page again? What a waste of ink- that stuff's not cheap, you know! But it's just... Ortho. "Here ya go, big bro! I thought you might need this!" Idia cautiously takes the warm paper, entitled Romance Intel 101. "Uh... Ortho. Why are you giving me this? You know I max out the romance stats in all my games EZ," Ortho giggles. "It's not for a game, it's for the Prefect! Based on the data I've gathered, your heart rate accelerates by 1.2 seconds, and your pupils dilate by 40% when thinking of, or speaking to the Prefect!" Idia turns pink and crumples, as if he were the paper (the first line of which, BTW, reading "step one- make eye contact!") This is going to be a looooong school year...

VI. Lilia and Grim

You probably should've been suspicious when Lilia popped into Ramshackle and offered to babysit Grim for an afternoon, but you weren't- not with assignments due, at least. You said your goodbyes, and as soon as you were out the splintered door, Lilia spun on his heels. Short as he is, he towers over the little direbeast. "Hm, seems like we have time to spare. How about a casual conversation? Yes? Good! So, how do the youngsters these days go about showing their affections? I would like to make my feelings for a certain someone known, but I'm terribly out of practice." Grim thinks for a moment, and then: "Tuna. Looots of tuna. Heaps of it! It's all the rage!" Lilia nods sagely. "Ah, yes, I understand completely. There was a rotisserie chicken fad a few centuries ago... er, so I've read. Isn't love wonderful!" You come home from the library to an unconscious, drooling, but very happy Grim, and Lilia sitting atop a mountain of empty tuna cans and beaming. "Darling! You're back!"

VII. Malleus and Sebek

It had always been Sebek's honor and duty to serve the heir prince of Briar Valley, whether in war or in love. When Malleus wistfully said he wished to know you better, Sebek saw to it. That is, he spent the entire weekend shadowing you. And not subtly- he was never more than a few steps behind, pen and paper in hand. When you asked what in the world he was doing, he- "OBSERVING! NOW, QUIET! BEHAVE AS USUAL!" "You don't have to shout, you're right behind me. And observing what, Sebek?" "NONE OF YOUR CONCERN! ACT AS IF I AM NOT HERE!" At the end of the weekend, Sebek returned to Malleus' throne with a report that titled you "inquisitive, dense, and apparently hard-of-hearing."

VIII. Rollo and You

Your friends had seemed wary when Rollo asked you on a walk with him, though he promised he wouldn't take you too far from their clutches care. You had been in Fleur City for days and he didn't know a single thing about you, other than that you were magicless and pitiful. You were so often spoken over, interrupted, and dismissed, it took Rollo a strenuous amount of grace not to grab you by the wrist and drag you away from your rude, contemptuous classmates himself... He couldn't word the feeling. And he was hoping you could. "So," he says, "They refer to you as Prefect. That is your role? Do you enjoy it?" You shrug. Has being at that terrible school rendered you unfit for social interaction? "Very well. Then what do you do for... fun? You appeared to enjoy seeing the city. Are you interested in history?" You shrug again. How can he be expected to know you if you won't tell him anything?? Rollo decides that words are worthless, and his eyes land on your hands. His own fingers twitch and tingle in anticipation, and for a brief but terrifying moment, he thinks of reaching out to you. ...In the end, he can't will himself to do it. Maybe in another life.

[belu-4]

Marked by you

Couple: Alpha!Patri guijarro x Omega!Fem!Reader

Au!Omegaverse, Alpha x Omega.

Words count: 3,7k

Warning: +18

Patri has never been one of those alphas who believes in destiny or the idea that there is an Omega waiting for her somewhere in the world. For Patri, football has always been the only constant in her life, the only thing that really matters. Love, bonding, brands… She sees all of that as a distant, almost unreal concept. It's not that she doesn't understand instinct, but she's never felt that pressing need to claim or be claimed.

At least, until Y/N arrives at Barcelona.

Signed alongside Ewa Pajor, both from Wolfsburg and best friends. Ewa knew everything about Y/N and vice versa. From the moment Patri sees and meets Y/N, something changes in her.

Y/N is not just any forward; she is fast, intelligent and with a presence on the court that makes it impossible not to look at her. But what really throws her off is not her talent, but the way her body reacts to her presence. Her scent envelops her in a way she has never experienced before, her alpha wolf roars inside her every time Y/N gets too close, every time she smiles at her in that playful way that leaves her head in a mess.

“Well, as you may have heard, we have signed two new players,” Pere said during a meeting before the start of preseason. “Both from the same team in Germany… Please welcome Ewa Pajor and Y/N Weisz, we still have one more signing to finish, but the staff and I are quite excited to welcome these great players.”

Y/N POV.

Ewa and I walked slowly into the meeting room where the players of the squad were. As I entered, I automatically grabbed Ewa’s hand, my nerves jumped when I saw how many people were sitting in front of us, I thought it would only be the players, but there were people from the staff, I assumed the physios, that room was full of people.

“Come on Pup, you can do it” she pulled my hand so I could follow her to one side of Pere. While Pere was talking to us and, I assumed, introducing us, I let my gaze wander around the room. I spotted a person in the audience, which made me feel calmer, until I felt someone push me lightly. “You should introduce yourself Y/N”

“Umm, of course. I’m Y/N Weisz, I’m English and ummh… I play forward, nice to meet you”

I heard Ewa laugh beside me, which made me look at her badly as I let go of her hand “stupid” I wherpered just so she could hear. She just laughed. “You can go take a seat, we are going to talk about what is coming up in the preseason”

There were some free seats next to Alexia, where Ewa and I went to sit. As I settled into the seat, I smelled something that made me frown, Ewa noticed it “what is it pup? Is there something wrong?” I looked at her and gave her a small smile “do you remember that a few years ago I told you that I might have found my partner?” She gave me a confused look while nodding slightly “Girls, can you please pay more attention”

“I’m sorry Pere”

I looked to the side before wherpering “I think she is here” I received a surprised look from Ewa, but neither of them said anything else.

A few chairs away, Patri and Pina sat together playing while waiting for Pere to start talking about what he had planned for the preseason. After the new girl came in, Patri had started to feel strange, which was noticeable by not paying much attention to what Pina was saying to her.

“Damn Patri, could you pay more attention to me? I've been talking for more than 5 minutes”

“Sorry Pina, I got distracted by something stupid”

While Patri responded, without having any idea what Pina had said, she couldn't take her eyes off Y/N, there was something about the girl that made it almost impossible for her not to look at her and keep an eye on her.

“Stop looking at her, you look like a stalker... you're scary”

“Shut up, I'm not looking at Y/N”

Pina let out a laugh when she saw how her friend gave herself away “I never said you were looking at Y/N” Patri sighed as she lowered her head in defeat.

Two months had passed since Y/N's arrival in Barcelona and since then Patri has not stopped feeling strange. Despite trying to ignore what her body tells her every time the forward is near, the reality is that every interaction with her makes her self-control become more fragile.

Y/N's scent has become intoxicating to her, impossible to ignore. Her alpha wolf growls every time the omega gets too close to her, every time he brushes her arm in training or smiles at her in that playful way that leaves her head in a mess.

Y/N, for her part, is already fully integrated into the team. She has made friends with several of her teammates and her relationship with Patri has evolved into a kind of constant game of provocations. Sometimes, Y/N gets too close, pretending to need help with a play, when in reality she just wants to see how Patri tenses up in front of her.

u closeness. Other times, she drops comments that make Patri choke on her water in the middle of the locker room, which causes laughter in the rest of the team.

The connection between them is obvious to everyone, except Patri, who continues to refuse to accept what is more than obvious to the rest of the team: Y/N is her omega.

The music boomed in the club, and Y/N enjoyed the company of her teammates. Patri stayed close, always watching, with that intense gaze that sometimes made her shudder. However, in a moment of distraction, an unknown alpha got too close to Y/N. her strong and dominant scent suddenly surrounded her, and before she could react, she felt how they tried to mark her with their scent.

Y/N’s instinct screamed danger. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to get away, but the alpha insisted with a sly smile.

“You have no mark,” he said arrogantly. “You could use someone like me.”

Before Y/N could respond, a deep growl cut through the air. Patri was there, her body standing between them. Her presence was an imposing shadow, her eyes shining with suppressed fury.

“She doesn’t need anything from you,” her voice was low, dangerous.

The alpha raised her hands in mockery, but Patri gave him no chance to continue. He approached Y/N, leaning towards her neck, and without hesitation, he slid her nose along her omega’s exposed skin, releasing her own scent in an unmistakable way. Patri’s fragrance enveloped Y/N, replacing any trace of the intruding alpha.

Y/N felt her body relax, her instincts finally calming at being protected. Her alpha had marked her, at least with her scent.

The other alpha clicked his tongue and walked away in annoyance. Patri, without turning away, looked at Y/Nintensely.

“Are you okay?”

Y/N nodded, but her heart was pounding. “Thank you…”

Patri just looked at her for a moment before muttering, “I’m not going to let anyone touch you.”

And in that instant, Y/N knew that maybe, just maybe, Patri was finally starting to accept the inevitable.

After that occasion, things had undeniably changed. Y/N trusted Patri more, they went out more often and used to meet up at someone’s apartment to watch movies or a series they had recently started watching together.

Although one of them was collapsing emotionally.

Patri was afraid, she was afraid of love and destiny. Y/Nwas her fear made person.

Four months had passed since Y/N had arrived in Barcelona and Patri had already accepted the inevitable. Her alpha wanted that Omega, she wanted to claim her. Although Patri needed advice or to talk to a more experienced alpha.

“I need your help…”

Patri quickly entered the café where she had met Ingrid and Frido.

“Ther sounds serious,” Ingrid commented, leaning on the table in curiosity. “What’s wrong?”

Patri sighed, running a hand through her hair. “It’s Y/N. I don’t know what to do with her. My alpha wants her, but I don’t know how to take the next step.”

Frido smiled in amusement. “Why don’t you just mark her and be done with it? Easy.”

“Frido…” Ingrid rolled her eyes. “Not all alphas are as direct as you.”

Patri snorted. “Exactly. I don’t want to scare her or do something that will make her back off.”

Ingrid gave her a sympathetic look. “If she’s your Omega, she’ll know. You just need to show her that you’re there, that you’re not going to keep her waiting.”

But Patri still had doubts…

Patri had managed to sneak out of the locker room before Y/N showed up. She didn’t want to see her yet, not after Ingrid and Frido had made her face her own feelings. So she had opted to seek refuge in the gym, only to be found minutes later by Alexia and Aitana looking grumpy.

“What’s wrong with you?” Aitana asked, leaning against one of the machines with her arms crossed.

“It must be because she’s realized she’s completely in love with Y/Nand doesn’t know what to do about it,” Alexia replied with a sly smile.

Patri groaned. “Can you two not jump to your stupid conclusions for five minutes?”

Aitana raised her hands in peace. “Okay, okay. But if you wanted to talk to us, it’s for a reason.”

Patri sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “I don’t know what to do,” she admitted in a lower voice than usual.

Alexia and Aitana exchanged a look.

“About what?” Aitana asked, though they both already knew the answer.

Patri pressed her lips together, as if she was having trouble forming the words. “About Y/N. My alpha… wants to mark her. But I don’t want to screw up.”

Alexia burst out laughing. “Jeez, Patri! You say that like you’re going to bite her neck all of a sudden in the middle of a game.”

Aitana joined in. “Though it would be fun to see that.”

Patri rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile a little.

Alexia sighed and patted her on the back. “Look, if you really want her—and from the way you look at her, it’s pretty clear that you do—all you have to do is show her.”

“But if you really want her, you’ll have to do it.”

“Without being a brute,” Aitana added.

“Yes, without being a brute,” Alexia repeated with a smile. “Just be yourself, but don’t hold back so much. Y/Nis waiting for something from you, Patri. Don’t make her wait forever.”

Patri was silent for a moment, letting her words sink in. Then she nodded slowly.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Aitana repeated with an arched eyebrow.

Patri smiled, more confident ther time. “Okay.”

The night when everything changes is nothing extraordinary. There is no special occasion, no event that marks the moment, but the tension between them has been a constant in recent months, growing like a fire that neither of them has wanted to put out.

Patricio and Y/N are at Patri’s apartment, like so many other times. Dinner has been quiet, full of glances that say more than their mouths dare to admit. Y/N sits on the couch, legs folded under her, wearing a Patri t-shirt that's too big for her. The scent of her Alpha permeates the fabric, enveloping her like a constant reminder of who she belongs to, even if she doesn't officially belong there yet.

Patri sits beside her, elbows on knees, eyes fixed on the TV screen, but she's not watching anything. She knows. Y/N knows. It's now or never.

"Patri." Y/N’s voice is soft, but firm.

The Alpha turns her face toward her, her dark eyes reflecting something contained, something she's tried to suppress for too long.

"Yes?"

Y/N licks her lips, her heart pounding. She doesn't want to beg, but she doesn't want to keep waiting either. "How much longer are you going to make me wait?"

Silence settles between them, heavy, burdened. Patricio doesn't answer right away. A few minutes pass, with Y/N waiting expectantly for an answer that never comes.

Taking that as a negative, Y/N decides to leave Patri's apartment, with a big wound in her heart.

“I think I screwed up”

“No shit Sherlock”

Patri looked down when she heard the tone of voice Ewa used with her.

“I panicked, understand me”

Alexia let out a sigh as she thought about how to help her friend.

“I know you're young and you tend to panic on certain occasions Patri, but your actions speak for you this time, and she ended up hurt”

“I know Ale, but what could I say to her?”

The conversation ended there, with a rather affected Patria, thinking about how to talk about that subject with Y/N again and be able to explain her reaction.

Before leaving the locker room, Alexia spoke again “Y/N won't come today, apparently she woke up a little sick and asked Pere for the day off” and with that, she left.

Now Patri had only one mission, go and see her omega and let her know that she wouldn't make her wait for her any longer. She went to talk to Pere, convincing her to let her go because she felt a little sick to her stomach and that she wouldn't be able to train. Pere also gave Patri the day off, believing her poorly crafted lie.

With permission granted, Patri went to her car and then headed to the supermarket that was near Y/N's apartment. She bought candy, chocolates, food and medicine for everything, in case she had a cold, in case she had a migraine, in case she had an upset stomach. Patri was prepared for everything.

Or well, almost everything.

She never imagined that the health problem that had prevented Y/Nfrom going to train that day would be her heat.

When Y/N opened the apartment door, thinking it was Ewa who would bring her food for the day, she was surprised to see Patri standing in front of her.

“Patri? What are you doing here, you should be training with the others…”

Patri was standing there without making any movement yet. The aroma Y/N was giving off was driving her crazy, she wasn't thinking very clearly anymore.

“Ewa sent you? Something bad happened to her?”

“Y/N..”

Y/N placed a hand on her shoulder, which made Patri's body react automatically. Y/N realized ther when she looked down to see what she had bought. Patri was having an erection right now in front of her. Y/N's Omega instincts were playing against her at that moment, the only thing she could think about was servicing her alpha's erection, being able to feel it and make her come.

“I... thanks for coming to see me Patri, but it's not the right time” Y/N was sweating, feeling her body beginning to go through another heat wave and her crotch getting wetter and wetter.

“Yes, sorry I...” Patri gripped the bags that were still hanging from her hands tighter. Her breathing was getting deeper and deeper, her face was now more rosy.

Y/N saw that doubt crossed Patri's face and she decided to take the initiative “You can leave the things in the kitchen… I'll go to my room” she moved to the side, leaving enough space for Patri to enter.

It was clearly a lie, as soon as Patri began to put things away, Y/N stood behind her and hugged her. She let her hands rest on Patri's abdomen, leaving light caresses, feeling the warm skin against the tip of her fingers, which made her moan.

Patri let her instincts carry her. She quickly turned around and captured Y/N's lips in hers. Y/N moaned in the middle of the kiss, urging Patri to continue. She grabbed her thighs and lifted her onto the counter.

“Please, Patri…”

Patri growled into Y/N's neck, close to where her mating mark should be.

Patri smiled mischievously, feeling her heartbeat intensely. Y/N's burning gaze turned her on even more, and the atmosphere was charged with an electric tension that enveloped them.

“Yes, that's exactly what I want,” Y/N answered in a small voice, her breathing ragged. Patri's eyes sparkled as she heard her Omega's plea. She knew that the moment was what they both wanted, a crossing of desires and instincts that they could no longer ignore.

Patri leaned forward, her lips barely brushing Y/N’s soft, warm skin, causing her to close her eyes in pure delight. “You have to tell me,” she whispered, her hot breath caressing Y/N’s neck, making Y/N shiver. She wanted to hear it, she wanted to know how far she was willing to go.

“I want to feel your mark, my alpha, please…” Y/N’s voice was almost a wail, an irresistible invitation. Patri’s hands began to roam Y/N’s body, exploring every curve, every angle. She lifted her shirt, exposing her abdomen, and slowly lowered her lips, leaving a trail of kisses that made Y/N’s skin burn.

“You’re so beautiful,” Patri murmured, leaving a kiss on the underside of her breast. The sound of Patri’s voice made Y/N’s body react immediately; her lips parted and a moan escaped her mouth again. She could feel Patri’s need, the palpable desire flowing between them.

With a speed that took her by surprise, Patri lifted herself up a little, positioning herself between Y/N’s legs, who could wait no longer. Her face burned with desire as Patri looked into her eyes, seeking consent in every moment, every touch.

“Are you ready?” Patri asked, her lips just inches from Y/N’s, as if they were dancing in a current of sexual energy.

“Yes, fuck…” Y/Nanswered, eager, her voice full of longing.

Patri smiled, feeling that little phrase light a flame inside her. “Then I won’t stop,” she said in a husky voice, full of promise.

She took the head of her member in her hands, moving closer to Y/N’s entrance, feeling how wet and ready she was for her. With a firm but tender movement she pushed it in, Patri kissed her again, their time with a fierce passion that made both bodies move in perfect rhythm.

Patri began to rock her hips faster and more urgently, while Y/N couldn't stop moaning and asking for her alpha. The counter shook under the weight of their bodies, but nothing mattered. There was only them, unleashing a storm of sensations. Y/N's nails dug into Patri's back, inviting more.

“Yes Patri, right there… God”

Y/N's head fell forward, resting on Patri's shoulder, while she took one of Y/N's legs and lifted it up on the counter to get deeper. “Is that what you want? For me to fill you up and have my puppies?”

“Yes… I want you to call me Patri… Fill me with your cum”

“You feel so good… Y/N, my friend” Patri ran her tongue over the spot of the mark, preparing it to place her mark.

When Patri felt Y/N’s walls begin to close around her cock, she began to make deeper movements. She was turned on by the idea of ​​being able to fill her omega’s pussy, seeing how Y/N then dripped with her cum.

“Take it all Cari… I want to see how good you will look filled with me”

The only sound that could be heard in that kitchen was that of both of their hips colliding, besides the wet sound they made.

“Patri, I'm going to do it... keep going like that, please.”

Y/N bit her lip to avoid making more noise, but Patri stopped her movements a little when she saw that. “No, Patri... why are you stopping?” Patri brought her hand to Y/N's face and her fingers caressed her lips. “I want to hear you, Y/N…”

After that exchange of words, Patri went back to her swing, waiting for her omega to climax.

As soon as she felt the spasms run through Y/N's body, Patri bit Y/N's neck, finally being able to mark her as hers.

Within minutes, they were both in Y/N's room, where she was riding Patri. Y/N was leaning forward slightly, holding onto Patri's abdomen, leaving scratches, but Patri couldn't care less if that meant seeing her omega jump on her cock and have her tits bouncing in her face.

For the next two days, neither of them left that apartment, although well, Patri was forced to stay lying next to her omega (recently claimed) since she didn't want to feel her alpha away from her. When Y/N's heat ended, they both had to go back to training, normally.

As soon as they arrived at the sports city, it was more than obvious to everyone what had happened, and well, if it wasn't obvious, Y/N proudly showed off the recently acquired mark. Behind her, Patri walked in, a small smile on her lips at something Y/N had said on the way to the locker room.

When Y/N walked out onto the field to warm up with Ewa and Keira, Alexia was the first to make a mocking comment to Patri.

"Welcome to the claimed Alphas club, Patri," Alexia says with amusement. "You've got a great life ahead of you." Everyone present burst out laughing at what Alexia said and at the sight of Patri blushing.

"Honestly, I thought it would take you another year," Frido adds with a smile.

I did my best with this. revised I hope you like it

[anxiousapplepie]

You know what? I think I'm crazy enough to try giving out some quick Rose lore! You guys wanna go on a lil trip? we'll we're doing it anyway because I spent all this effort drawing a powerpoint presentation so lets go! XD

So: GENDER. Most Roses are born Bigender, having both male and female reproductive parts. Of course there are exceptions, but as a rule Roses are a perfect packaged deal that with all the bits you could want for life!

As a result of their bodies, a Rose has many ways of creating new life. Including getting hooked up with a partner, or doing everything by themselves!

If a Rose wants to make a kid without any outside help, there are two main methods of doing so: Self-pollinating and Cutting. Self-pollinating is more safer and quicker to the individual, while Cutting requires a lot more magic and flesh/wood to successfully make a new Rose

The development of Buds from asexual parents heavily differs depending on the method. Buds from a self-pollinating parent grow up faster, but their magic takes longer to develop as their personality connects to their color. Buds from a parent who used the cutting method grow slower, but start developing strong colors almost immediately.

For those Roses that want their friends or lovers to get involved with creating a child, as many as a dozen Roses sharing their pollen and magic can make a new Rose. It's common for teams or groups to co-parent any children in their social circles anyway, so it makes sense for them to share the love from the start. Higher class Roses tend to favor asexual ways to create children (as a way to "keep the child pure" from outside sources) while Roses from lower classes prefer to combine strengths with other Roses and give a child as many chances to become as strong as possible. And... yeah! I think that's all I wanted to say for now.

I've thought about this way too much over the last few weeks and figured I didn't need to wait for someone else to ask what was going on in my head XD

[shadesofblades]

So honored to be mentioned by @paintedscales / @primamchorus and @naejlas-axe! Both of these creators have amazing stories and are absolutely wonderful people! Please check them both out!

Going to add a few more blogs I love to see on my dash and I know to be great people! Sorry, I know this post is already long. I realized while typing these out that I have too many to recommend, so under the cut! (Also please note that some of these blogs might contain NSFW or sensitive content!)

@midnightmagicks I know this is a repeat but genuinely love Dizzi's creations. I am in fact biased since he is my partner, but every time he takes a new gpose or draws a new art piece, I fall in love with him all over again. His creativity is wonderful and from the heart, adding pieces of himself to each of his creations. Whenever he writes, it always brings the characters to life in both the dramatic and light-hearted moments. His blog is mostly for his cute bunny E'mal, but he has many amazing and colorful characters!

@soulshards / @bloodredhands Jem is an amazing creator with a wide variety characters to choose from! Their gposes are always so well done and their writings are often immensely interesting. They keep coming up with new characters and new stories and it's honestly impressive how neatly organized their blog is with all their creations. Their soulshards blog has all of their characters except for Ezekiel who is a very special boy with his own blog!

@prettygayway Basil's characters are all unique and quirky, making them very intriguing and leaving you wanting more. From blind priest to back alley doctor to yakuza boss, they got a huge variety! Their stories are always complex and intense, with silly gaffes here and there that make you fall in love with their characters.

@placesyoucallhome Q was already mentioned, but their blog is a must follow. Their soft art and dramatic characters are all extremely cool and a pleasure to have on my dash. The amount of intrigue and emotion they can conjure from their creations is phenomenal. ALSO If you like pin-ups, they're the one to commission from!

@avaritia-ffxiv Gore is an amazing writer that can bring you into such deep and dark characters with incredible skill. Their writing truly is like reading something professional from a published author. Their art and gposes are all just as sharp and impressive! I adore their massive collection of Viera and Elezen!

@briar-ffxiv While Bard is not as active on tumblr much nowadays, I still wanted to give a brief shout out to them since they have amazingly in-depth characters! They truly love their creations, having thought about every aspect for each of them!

@valdiis I believe Val was also mentioned before, but had to give a shout out to her as well! Her writings of romance are always so endearing to read. Her characters are clearly filled with love! Please check out her other character blogs specifically!

@chocoblep Shieke is an amazing writer with a plethora of cool and distinctive characters. It's been really fun to get to know their cast!They also make really amazing carrds and gposes! Highly recommend this sweetheart of a person.

@avampyone Pharos is a wonderful person with a very cool selection of characters. It's clear that they put in a lot of work and love into each of their creations. I have been amazed by the screenshots of their characters they post and all the writing they do! Also, if you're gothy or love vampires, please check out their blog lol

@vazaymir Vaza has some very beautiful characters with dark and interesting backstories. Their writing is phenomenal and their gposes are always so alluring. Highly recommend their blog and characters if you enjoy badass women.

@charm-in-spades Another very cool guy with very cool characters. His characters feel hand crafted from someone who thinks deeply about each part of them, giving them truly dynamic personalities.

@humblemooncat Yes, I know I'm repeating AGAIN. But Orion has an amazing selection of beautiful characters and is genuinely one of the kindest people I've met on the platform. He holds and helps many community events held in game that I have attended and enjoyed! Also an amazing artist and gposer!

@sae-mian An absolute sweetheart of a person who's energy and enthusiasm never fails to make me smile. Pan's characters are all beautiful and handsome, and their gposes are always amazing and beautiful! Also their art is fantastic!

@thorneyes Ptero is more active in game than anything, but I wanted to shout them out as well since I really love their characters and writing. They are skilled with RP, making their characters feel alive!

There's so many more people I could list since I am witness to an amazing community here on tumblr. There are some blogs I have found more recently that I am very interested to learn more about their characters and adventures! Thanks every buddy for being cool and kind!

SHAMELESS PLUGGING - FFXIV STYLE!

It's that time of year again! Here are just a FEW of the amazing blogs available to follow in the FFXIV community here on Tumblr! (A lot of them can also be found on Bluesky--two for one shot!) If you're not following them, YOU SHOULD BE!

@lynxden -- gorgeous shots, amazing information on lion dancing and the history of it, even some goddamn STOP MOTION ANIMATION with FFXIV screenshots, that is astounding.

@coldshrugs -- a gorgeous WoL and some absolutely amazing screenshots, I am just... *sigh*

@darcar -- a Viera as pretty as Anna (and I rarely say that...)

@cerbaros -- the GPose just gets better and better and BETTER...!

@zylphiacrowley -- ever wanted to go through the MSQ in graphic novel format? Zyl's got you covered.

@mist-touchedxiv -- come get you some Viera lore theorizing and some really interesting backstory!

@abyssalmermaiden -- legit I wonder what people drink to come up with such absolutely fucking cool character ideas...

@iron-sparrow -- why are you not following them? Why are you not following them? YOU'RE MISSING YEIN!

@ink-dreams-ffxiv -- the fishercatte is so CUTE!

@oneiroy -- not only do they put up some hella good mods, they take AMAZING shots.

@verysmallcyborg -- and if you follow Ryss, you have to follow Fornax so you can get the complete "butches in love" package!

@nolanel-corbeaux -- you will meet the skink and you will thank me for directing you to this one.

@ser-corviknight -- Avery has such FUN characters and one of the most unique WoLs I've ever seen.

@ahollowgrave -- I will always and forever push more people to follow Odette.

@feralkwe -- watching Feral get into GPose crimes is almost as delightful as reading their fanfic.

@arty-ffxiv -- when you meet Kupa, you'll wonder why it took so long to follow.

@drownedlight - this is really just a gateway to their AO3 page, but I know the fanfic will lure in just... OH so many...

@sezja -- a violet Hrothgal is the first beauty to greet you, isn't that a delight???

DO YOU KNOW MORE??? ADD MORE!!! GIVE ME MORE WONDERFUL, TALENTED PEOPLE TO FOLLOW!!!

(Like you @luck-and-larceny I see you posting more Malika lately...!)

[gloomwitchwrites]

Hello Gloom! If you wouldn’t mind, what are your headcanons about the 141!boys and how they’d be with a partner who has Tourette’s syndrome or tics? Happy holidays ❤️

Hello! I don’t mind at all. Also, the fact that your ask says “Happy Holidays” just goes to show how behind I am on working through my inbox. I’m more than happy to drop a few headcanons on this. I will say, if any of the 141 had a partner with Tourette’s or tics, they’d be completely fine with it, otherwise they wouldn’t be with them to begin with. So, I want to take this time to maybe highlight some specifics for each of the guys.

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John Price

Spends a lot of time learning. He wants to understand how he can support you without expecting you to do the mental and emotional labor of teaching him.

Strongly advocates for you, but only when needed. John won’t overstep his boundaries but will make sure you receive the help you need.

For those days when your tics exhaust you, John designed a room in your home that you can escape to. All you need to do is give a word or a non-verbal sign for when it’s bad, and he understands. No pressure or hard feelings.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Never compares your experience with that of others.

Great about having reflective conversations and helping you work through what your stressors are if you’re struggling with identifying them yourself, but never forces the conversation.

Constant affirmations. Never makes you feel unsupportive. Kyle makes sure you know that you are loved.

Spends every evening massaging any afflicted muscles you might have. You might see it as a big ask but Kyle doesn’t.

Will defend you in any situation. He’s not afraid to call someone out or correct someone who is being rude and/or insensitive to you, especially if it’s acting as a stressor or trigger.

John “Soap” MacTavish

Laughs with you and not at you.

Never mocks or mimics (not that the others would, they absolutely would not.)

Makes sure that you have a calm environment somewhere at home. If the two of you are in public, Johnny goes out of his way to make sure there is a safe space for you to retreat to if you need it.

Doesn’t criticize or try to control your tics. He’s good at ignoring them entirely, and only quietly checks in with you if he notices something unusual or if you appear to be in distress.

Believes in open and clear communication. He always tries to be sensitive and empathic, but he’s also a yapper. (Johnny isn’t always perfect.)

Lots of physical affection as well as verbal affirmations.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

While support is crucial, Simon is also respectful of your boundaries and allows you to manage your own life choices as much as possible. He rarely steps in unless he thinks he needs to.

He doesn’t see you as someone who needs to be “fixed.” Simon has his own experience with people seeing him in that light due to trauma, and he never wants you to feel that way.

Never discusses your tics in public or talks about them with others behind your back.

If the two of you are in public, and someone is staring at you for too long, Simon is quick to stare them down until they become uncomfortable.

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[staylovesmiley]

Hi, can I please request soft + hard bf hyunjin thoughts please? He’s bias wrecking me so hard atm

Listen I feel you- no matter what album I get at least one pc is ALWAYS Hyunjin (he wants me sooo bad ig even though he’s my partner’s bias lol)

We’ll start with soft first~

Hyune is….now say it with me- a romantic heheh I’ve said before I think he would be all for classic forms of romance like showing up at your place with flowers or having them sent to you with a very sweet note, holding the door open for you always, he would paint you or both of you together and gift it to you, write you romantic letters while he is away on tour and mail them to you~

I also think he would keep a journal filled with date ideas he wants to take you on, or maybe couples trips he wants to take with you. This boy would also try his best to cook romantic dinners for the two of you whenever he could. He’s not the best cook but he isn’t awful and he really is trying his best-

We all know how much this man loves physical affection as well~ he would be aaaallll over you- just…imagine all those times he’s hugging and annoying Innie with skinship?? Or Felix? Or literally any other member? Yeah that but waayyy worse lol he takes pda as a personal challenge and the other members are constantly shouting at the two of you to “get a room!” Heheheh

Now for the hard thoughts….

I just know this man is a lil freaky- come on….red lights?? TASTE??? He gives me submissive top energy for real- like….yeah he’s the one on top but you are in control mhm mhm

Loves when you tie him up and ride him, or put a leash on him and tug on it as he fucks into you. I also feel like he is a slut for like….soft, possessive degradation?? Like- call him your pretty little slut and he is absolute putty in your hands

I think on the rare occasions he is feeling more dominant it’s not as freaky?? I think when it comes to giving he is the opposite and is all about sweet words and praise. He definitely loves missionary most cause he loves to watch your face or bury his in your neck so he can smell the traces of your perfume and your hair care products. He is big on smells and bro same so I feel like he would be obsessed with complimenting how good you smell while he’s fucking you. He would do this in more sfw situations too, like hugging or cuddling, but especially during sex.

He can get a lil animalistic with it sometimes, a lil desperate the closer he gets to finish and I feel like he is a whimperer. Definitely a growler have yall seen that video with Risabae??? He would grunt and growl when he’s concentrating really hard on making sure you finish first mhm mhm 100%

[michanvalentine]

Since I talked about my favorite sad Astarion lines, today I’m indulging in some of the funniest ones instead! There are obviously so many—he’s always a delight, at least by my standards. I adore him because, among other things, he’s truly an embarrassing little gremlin. I swear, I don’t know how anyone finds him annoying when teasing him is the most entertaining thing in the world! xD

"Next time? No, no, no." This entire scene has become iconic. It’s simply amazing—what he says, how he says it. I could watch it on a loop with a dumb grin plastered on my face the whole time. He’s absolutely losing it, completely unhinged, and I love him for it. I don’t care about the disapproval, I don’t care that he got splattered under Lathander’s monastery, and I don’t even care about the gold I had to pay Withers for his resurrection. I’d do it a thousand times over, just to have him scream in my face again! xD For the record, the first time I played, I had no idea what was going on and grabbed the weapon without thinking. Then, in full panic mode, I smashed the whole contraption, not even realizing I could escape. The second time, I did things properly and solved the puzzle. But the third time? I went there with the sole purpose of making Astarion lose his mind. It was premeditated. I left him there while I happily ran away, fully knowing what would happen to him. Forgive me, little Star, you know I love you. <3

"Can we kill them? Please, pretty please?" This one caught me off guard, but I absolutely adore it. Neil is, as always, brilliant. It kills me because everything about his body language—on top of the tone of his voice—screams how badly he wants to do it. After all, he’s a vampire, a predator, and as such, he has certain instincts. He crouches slightly, leans forward, and just the thought of it practically makes him pant. A real, proper vampire, who’s almost about to come in his pants at the mere idea of spilling blood. <3 But there’s also a bittersweet note here. The line makes me laugh so much, especially because, among other things, he’s asking for permission to do something horrible in such a cute and playful way. But that’s just it—Astarion is asking for permission from Tav/Durge, subtly emphasizing the dependent relationship that binds them, especially in the beginning. It’s almost like he’s addressing his new master.

"It's not you, it's me. I have standards." I die every time I hear this line, every time I see that smug, punchable face of his when he says it. It’s never actually happened in any of my playthroughs, but it always makes me laugh out loud—complete with a head shake at how utterly… insufferable he is. Seriously, how can you not love him? And let’s be real—his actual standards? The average Astarion-approved partner is a drunken whoremonger at a brothel, probably a full-blown degenerate. I love how he tries to act all refined, as if he’s some discerning, high-class individual who only picks the best. Yeah, sure, babe. Anyway, Tav/Durge must have really pissed him off to get a response like that. But still, I can’t help but laugh—and, weirdly enough, find it kind of endearing. Because even though he’s got the most slappable face in that moment, he's also hiding his vulnerability, and that’s exactly what makes it so good. Astarion is a walking contradiction, and that’s what makes him such a brilliantly layered character—one who constantly makes you feel a whirlwind of emotions, often conflicting ones.

"Gods above, look at you..." No, I’m done. I’m dying. You transform into a horrifying monster with unsettling fangs and four clawed arms, you get horrified stares, concern, and even a full-on scolding from the entire camp—and then there’s him. He just lifts his gaze, completely unfazed, and says this in an almost admiring, even flirtatious tone. The contrast in reactions absolutely kills me. Sure, Astarion is a vampire, a monster in his own right, but there’s a big difference between a smelly Slayer and a pale, well-dressed, ridiculously handsome elf. There's also the possibility that, after everything he’s been through with Cazador, nothing truly horrifies him anymore. But what I love—besides how hilarious this moment is—is that, out of all the companions, he probably has the fewest lines where he actually judges Tav/Durge. At most, he might call them naive if they act like a hero or see the world as a just place. But beyond that? He doesn’t criticize. He accepts almost everything.

"You have a type, don’t you? Elven prostitutes." This line completely caught me off guard—I had to actually stop and think about it to fully get it. And even then, I kept questioning whether he was really saying what I thought he was saying. And yes. Yes, he absolutely is! I lost it. At first, I didn't even connect the dots that he was talking about himself, so obviously, if I’d been visiting brothels and then ended up with him, I had a type! xD I know, I know—the subtext is actually kind of sad. But that's exactly what makes the line so brilliant! Once again, it’s layered with meaning. There's a bit of resentment, his low opinion of himself, his harsh realism, and of course, his ever-present sarcasm. And yet, it’s still funny. Honestly, I’ve never encountered a character before Astarion who can express so much and evoke so much in just a single line. <3

"I'm actually a princess of House Nightstar." This one kills me every time. Especially the way Neil spits out the name of the tarrasque, Jhonatan. The moment I hear "Jhonatan," I completely lose it. This is, of course, pure sarcasm—his go-to defense mechanism to keep people at arm’s length and wriggle out of uncomfortable situations. Tav/Durge is telling him not to hide things anymore, and we all know Astarion hates talking about himself, especially when it comes to painful or difficult topics like his scars or the deal with Mephistopheles. And naturally, this is how he responds. I just can’t! He’s such an idiot! I love him. And for the record... Jhonatan is one of us! A fantastic husband, I’m sure of it! Someone should absolutely write an Astarion x Jhonatan fanfic. xD

I'll stop here for now. I have a million more favorites I could add, but honestly, pretty much everything Astarion says deserves a discussion of its own! Maybe, when I just can't help myself anymore, I'll make another post about his other fantastic lines. xD

[mylovesstuffs]

OT13 reaction to their s/o stuttering while explaining something

Request: Celeste hello it's me again LMAOOO I hope you're doing fine my queen 🫶 so hear me out, ot13 with s/o that always stutter whenever they tried to talk with them or explain something that they don't understand. I hate that whenever I tried to explain something to my friends, I'm always stuttering ended up I became quite person 😔 idk if you already nake it or not.

- ⭐️ anon

A/N: Aww my love, first of all, you’re amazing just the way you are and stuttering when explaining something doesn’t make you any less smart or capable! Please don’t let stuttering stop you from speaking up. You have important things to say and your voice deserves to be heard! Sending you so much love!

Absolutely Patient Kings (Would Wait Forever for You to Finish Without Rushing You)

Joshua: The most reassuring and patient partner. He’d probably hold your hands while you talk, nodding and smiling to encourage you. If you got flustered, he’d rub your back and say, “No rush, sweetheart. Just tell me however you can.” Even if you ended up not finishing your explanation, he’d still act like he understood just to make you feel better.

Wonwoo: He’d just stare at you with soft eyes, never once interrupting or making you feel rushed. If you got too frustrated, he’d calmly say, “It’s okay, take your time.” He hates the thought of you going quiet because you feel insecure. If you ever gave up mid-sentence, he’d encourage you to try again or just wait until you feel ready.

Woozi: He might seem intimidating at first but he’s actually super patient. He understands that thoughts can be hard to put into words sometimes (since yk, he's a songwriter sou; it's different from stuttering but you get the point), so he’d just listen, nodding along to make you feel comfortable. If you ever got upset, he’d softly say, “It’s fine, baby. Just say whatever comes to mind. I get you.”

Encouraging Sweethearts (Would Help You Find the Right Words Without Making You Feel Bad)

Dokyeom: Would be the most verbal with his support. “Awww, my baby is working so hard to explain! So cute.” If you got upset, he’d say, “Hey, hey! No getting mad at yourself. Take your time, jagi. I’ll wait forever if I have to!” He’d try to finish your sentences but only if you wanted him to. If you shook your head, he’d laugh and say, “Okay, okay! I won’t guess, you got this!”

Mingyu: Would physically encourage you like nodding enthusiastically, leaning in closer, or squeezing your hands. If you got too flustered, he’d pout and say, “Why are you embarrassed? I love hearing you talk!” He’d make you feel so so so safe that even if you were stuttering like crazy, you wouldn’t feel judged at all.

Seungkwan: He’d notice if you’re struggling and immediately jump in to help. “Wait, are you trying to say [this]?” If he guessed wrong, he’d giggle and say, “Oops, my bad. Keep going, baby, I’m listening.” He’d never let you feel embarrassed about stuttering—he’d even make fun of himself for the times he trips over his own words just to make you laugh lol. That's how much of a sweetheart our boo seungkwan is.

Dino: Dino would be so supportive but also a little bit awkward at first because he wouldn’t know how to help. He’d be like, “Uh…do you need me to like…wait? Or should I help?” He would never judge you and over time, he’d probably develop his own way of helping you feel comfortable. He’d even joke around like, “It’s okay, jagiya, I stutter when I rap too!”

Would Try to Decode Your Words (Determined to Understand You No Matter What)

Jun: Would be the most dramatic about it in the cutest way. If you stuttered too much, he’d go, “Ahhh! The suspense! I must know what you’re trying to say!” He’d grab your shoulders and act like he’s on the edge of his seat. You’d roll your eyes, but his goofy ass would make you laugh and forget about feeling insecure.

Hoshi: Would take this as a challenge. If you stuttered too much, he’d squint and go, “Okay, wait. I think you’re trying to say...hmm…” He’d get all dramatic about it, acting like Sherlock Holmes trying to solve a mystery. “Okay, one more time, baby! I’m almost there!” You’d end up laughing and he’d just grin and say, “See? No stress! Just talk however you want.”

Vernon: Would be so chill about it that you wouldn’t even feel nervous after a while. He’d nod and hum while you talk, even if you were struggling to explain. If you gave up, he’d shrug and say, “It’s cool, I kinda get what you mean. But also, no pressure, you don’t have to explain if you don’t wanna.” He’d make you feel like stuttering isn’t a big deal at all, which would actually help you feel less self-conscious.

Would Try to ‘Fix’ the Problem (But Only Because They Love You So Much)

Seungcheol: He’d notice if you were getting frustrated with yourself and would not let that slide. “Hey. Stop that. You’re explaining just fine.” If you got quiet, he’d cup your face, “You don’t have to rush. Just say what you can.” He’d be so reassuring that even if you were a mess of stutters, you’d feel safe trying again.

Jeonghan: Would tease you about it but only to make you laugh and ease your nerves. If you got too flustered, he’d smirk and say, “Why are you so nervous? It’s just me, angel.” He’d never let you feel insecure but if he saw you getting upset, he’d immediately drop the teasing and softly say, “I’ll wait as long as it takes, okay?”

Minghao: Hao hates seeing you get frustrated. He’d say (with that soft voice of his), “Take a deep breath, love. No need to rush.” But if you kept struggling, he’d eventually ask, “Do you want me to guess? Or should we write it down instead?” He wouldn’t want to “fix” you but would try to find ways to make you feel less stressed about talking.

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Summary: “Heart on your sleeve like you've never been loved,” After being in an abusive relationship Imani decided to close herself off until she gets drafted over to the Raw Brand bumping into her best friend Jimmy as she started to catch feelings for him, but will her heart let her fall for him?

Jimmy Uso x Imani Blackwood

word count: 5432

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

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Again mdni you have been warned.

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FLASHBACK 6 Imani has been putting in a tremendous amount of effort to pursue her dreams of becoming a wrestler and an emerging artist. As she strives to stay focused on her career, she realizes that her progress has improved without the surrounding drama related to Jordan, who she hasn't heard from in a while. This silence has left her feeling a bit uneasy, but she is determined to keep moving forward.

She refused to let it bother her, focusing instead on the song she was crafting in the studio during her day off. As she immersed herself in her work, she felt her phone vibrate. Glancing at the screen, she noticed that Zilla had called, so she decided to answer.

OTP Isayah📌: yooo mani what's hannin Mani💫: heyy um nothing much just working on a song that I've been working on lately hbu Isayah📌: at work you know same old same old Mani💫: yeah I feel you on that one Isayah📌: but that's not why I called you tho Mani💫: what's up? Isayah📌: Jordan's homeboys came into the place looking for you and I told them that you weren't here Mani💫: what?? Isayah📌: Yeah, they tried to get aggressive with me but as soon as I reach for my bag they scary asses left in a heartbeat Mani💫: sigh I'm sorry all of this is happening rn Isayah📌: Mani it's not your fault you're just trying to live your life and it seems like Jordan doesn't seem to pleased Mani💫: fuck that nigga he's tryna make my life miserable because he's not apart of it I'm just tired of it Z Isayah📌: I understand fasho that's why I tell you if you need anything I'm here hell the whole fam gotchu fasho. Mani💫: I appreciate it honestly you guys are like the most supportive family I could ever have Isayah📌: you know we gotchu Mani but I gotta go I'll ttyl? Mani💫: yeah ttyl

CALLED ENDED

Imani let out a heavy sigh, wishing for a swift resolution to the turmoil with Jordan. She felt weary of his aggressive and manipulative behavior, all stemming from her desire to move forward in her life.

Even if she were to find a new partner, she would likely end up pushing them away because of Jordan. His erratic behavior was genuinely frightening—so much so that she feared he might harm anyone who got too close to her, and that thought filled her with dread.

She felt the need to maintain her defenses and safeguard her heart, ensuring that she wouldn’t allow herself to fall in love with anyone because of him and him alone.

She will always find herself in solitude.

FLASHBACK OVER.

OMNISCIENT

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Imani had just wrapped up her match against Nia, securing another victory. As she settled into her locker room, preparing for her interview with Jackie about her aspirations for the rest of the year, she heard a knock at the door. She called out, inviting the person to enter.

She turned around as soon as she heard the door click shut, and her face lit up with a smile when she saw Jey standing there. With a sense of warmth, she continued to gather her belongings for the night.

She hadn't received any messages from Jimmy since their last conversation. Lately, she noticed he had been sharing a lot more about his girlfriend, Trinity, and for some strange reason, it stirred up some unease within her. Still, she tried to push those feelings aside.

She finished packing her belongings into her bag, focusing all her attention on Jey.

"What's up Joshua?" She spoken.

"I was just checking in on you, to see if you were okay." Jey said as Imani nodded her head.

"I'm okay, for sure why?"

He rubbed the back of his head, glancing up at her with a concerned expression. "So, is everything okay between you and Jon?" There it was—the question about her and his brother. It seemed Jimmy hadn’t mentioned what had transpired the last time they were together.

Imani remained silent as she hoisted her bags onto her shoulders, preparing to address the situation. "We haven't had a conversation since the day he showed up at my apartment, and now I see he's posting about Trin more often. Whatever we had is clearly finished, and I really don't want to discuss it any further," she expressed, just as she was about to leave for her interview when Jey intervened.

"C'mon Imani, he's only doing that to make you jealous," Her? Jealous of Trinity? that's funny.

Imani couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at his words. "I'm not bothered by this at all. I told him to sort things out with her, and he really took it to heart," she said, casually shrugging her shoulders. On the surface, she appeared unfazed, but beneath that calm exterior, a wave of anger and jealousy washed over her. It stung to think that it wasn't her by his side, capturing those moments in photos.

"Mmcht, whatever mani. I know you but I'm throwing a party tonight if you tryna slide," he said.

Imani reflects on her past experience at a party where she and Jimmy were caught up in a passionate moment, almost like they were lost in their own world. This memory makes her uncertain about how she would feel attending another gathering like that.

"I'll think about it, just send me in the addy." As she stepped out the door, she made her way toward Jackie for the interview.

As she made her way down the hallway to meet Jackie, her phone buzzed in her pocket. Glancing at the screen, she noticed a text from Jordan, and a heavy sigh escaped her lips. Today was not the day for his drama, and she felt a wave of frustration wash over her.

J💔 sent a message

J💔: tell yo' Samoan niggas to gtfo because I don't play about mine and you look hella sexy in that outfit mama I miss you

Imani couldn't help but roll her eyes at the message he sent. The thought of falling in love again filled her with dread, especially considering how intensely Jordan felt for her—his feelings seemed even more overwhelming than before. To protect Jimmy, she felt that distancing herself was the only choice; she simply couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him.

She realizes that pushing him away was a mistake, especially since she feels uncertain about her own desires. However, deep down, she was trying to shield him from Jordan, aware that Jordan would harm anyone who got too close to her unless it was him.

Jimmy was understandably hurt, but he was with someone he should be trying to resolve things with. Instead, she chose to text Jordan back before putting her phone away in her bag.

IMESSAGE 💬 Mani💫: nigga ain't nobody worried about you and keep missing it because you'll never get it back 😒 J💔: I will have you back nobody is finna take me away from you mama and you know that Mani💫: you tryna take these good opportunities away from me all bc I didn't want you anymore J💔: if I'm not apart of it ofc imma take it away tf? Mani💫: you're not my fucking daddy nigga I am a grown ass women whether you like it or not so fuck off J💔: you better not be with that Samoan nigga either I told you his ass will be dealt with Mani💫: who I be with is none of your fucking business bitch so gtfo with allat and leave me alone. J💔: bitch...yk what...I gotchu don't worry baby I gotchu...

Imani had chosen not to respond, walking over to Jackie instead. The two embraced warmly, just as the cameraman signaled for them to begin the interview.

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Imani sat in her car after her interview with Jackie, contemplating whether to attend the party Jey was hosting at his place that night. She was aware that both Jimmy and Trinity would be there, and she felt it was best to maintain some distance to avoid any potential conflicts or drama.

Jimmy's presence has a profound effect on her; it’s clear that she struggles to maintain her composure when he’s near. However, she understands that tonight might be different, especially considering the events of their last encounter.

Imani chose to send Jey a message, informing him that she was heading to his house for the party. She resolved to brush off any concerns about Jimmy being there, and if his girlfriend wanted to confront her about him, she hoped she was prepared for the challenge.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a pre-rolled blunt, lighting it as she took a few calming puffs. Afterward, she exhaled a cloud of smoke into the air. For her, cannabis was a way to cope with stress; whenever life became overwhelming, she would roll a blunt and smoke it to maintain her peace of mind.

As she drove toward Jay's house for the party, she immersed herself in the music from her playlist, hoping to drown out the worries and fears that had been weighing on her since arriving in Atlanta.

It felt as though she could never find peace unless Jordan was constantly messaging her, and now with the situation between you and Jimmy, the tension between you two is palpable.

The way he kissed her and touched her had a profound effect on her, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions inside. Being with a man like him was overwhelming, and it felt as if he was just as lost, caught between proving his love for her while being with Trin. Pushing him away was her only option, even though it pained her to do so; she just wanted to protect him from any harm.

She often found herself reflecting on the moments when he would surprise her at her studio, bringing along food while she immersed herself in her music. Jimmy would shower her with affection, and before long, they would find themselves entwined on the sofa, lost in each other’s embrace.

Imani finished the last puff of her blunt just as she arrived at Jey's house. With a quick flick, she tossed the remnants onto the grass and rolled up her window. Turning off the engine, she grabbed her purse and keys, making her way to the front door. Feeling euphoric from the smoke, she silently hoped that nothing would disrupt her blissful high.

Imani knocked gently on the door, her heart racing as she anticipated someone on the other side. To mask the lingering scent of weed on her clothes, she spritzed some perfume on herself. Just then, she heard footsteps approaching, accompanied by the sound of laughter echoing from behind the door.

She noticed Jey opening the door, a red cup in his hand, and a warm smile on his face as he embraced Imani.

"You finally showed up girl, you look high as fuck by the way," Jey said as Imani chuckled at him.

"Damn, I thought you wouldn't notice me being high." She said softly tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Mane, Imani I know you dawg. You got some more rolled up or what?" Imani nodded as Jey welcomed her into his home. She took a moment to observe the gathering, recognizing both familiar faces and those she had yet to meet at the party.

Her gaze swept the room, searching for Jimmy and Trin, determined to steer clear of them. Jey led her to the kitchen for a drink, and it was there that she spotted the two of them, completely wrapped up in each other, looking so affectionate.

She seemed oblivious to their presence as Jey offered her a bottle of Jack Daniel's cocktails, expertly opening it for her. As she took a sip, her eyes appeared heavy and red, gazing down at Jimmy with an intensity that suggested he was something she could devour. Yet, deep down, she understood that she needed to keep her distance from them.

In that moment, as she strolled by them with the scent of weed lingering in the air, Trinity unexpectedly blurted out something surprising that took Imani completely by surprise.

"Girl, you can move with allat for real." She said.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I just got here and you already bitchin' Jonathan get yo' girl before I do," Imani responded as she had seen Trin walking up in her face.

Imani felt no fear from Trinity; instead, she stood firm, fully aware of the kind of approach Trinity was taking. "You just mad because my nigga don't want you and now you up in here tryna prove a point. Why don't you go back to that nigga that was beating on you,"

Imani let out a soft laugh, trying to maintain her composure despite the tension. Just then, Jimmy intervened, pulling Imani away from Trin. She quickly yanked her arm free from his grasp and looked at him with a piercing gaze from her dark eyes.

"You don't know nothing about me bitch, so how about you keep yo' fucking mouth shut and hell it's not my fault yo' nigga be in my guts every single time he's with me. You must not be good enough hon." Trinity had shoved her, making her lose her balance slightly, while Imani forcefully pushed her, resulting in her landing hard on her backside.

Trinity rose from the ground, attempting to strike Imani, who quickly seized her by the hair. Imani retaliated with a series of powerful punches to Trinity's face, landing blow after blow. Eventually, Imani managed to bring Trinity down, positioning herself on top as they both engaged in a flurry of punches, rolling and grappling on the ground.

Jey rushed over to understand the commotion, noticing Imani and Trinity on the ground, fiercely fighting. In a frantic effort to separate them, Jimmy pulled Imani away while Jey did the same for Trinity.

"Let me the fuck go! I'm not finna have her disrespect me and talk about my fucking past like she knows me!" Imani yelled as she attempted to shove Jimmy away, unaware that he was much stronger than she was.

"Girl fuck you! You're just a fucking slut! wanting some dick from someone else's nigga! you're not on my level little mama!" Imani pushed Jimmy aside and sprinted toward Trin, landing a punch squarely on her face. Hair flew from Trin's head, cascading to the ground, while shards of glass scattered across the floor.

Jimmy struggled to keep Imani from wriggling free as he carried her up the stairs. She was thrashing and making a scene, much like a small child. Once he reached one of the guest rooms, he set her down and forcefully closed the door, taking a moment to catch his breath.

"What the fuck is yo' problem Imani!" He shouted at her.

Imani scoffed at him, "my problem! My fucking problem is you have this bitch talking reckless to me like she fucking knows me Jonathan!" She shouted.

"You could've just walked away mani! Because I know how you get and this was the prime example!" Mani was taken aback that he found himself standing up for Trin, especially after the way she had treated him.

She paused for a moment, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, gathering her thoughts before she resumed speaking. "I knew this was a bad idea for me to come to this party I just knew,"

She sighed softly, "you know what, it's all good. Ion know why I'm trippin' for you know?" Imani suddenly bursts into laughter, surprising Jimmy for a moment. He knows that when she laughs like that, it usually signals that she's about to get emotional.

He brushed his fingers through his hair, watching as her eyes filled with tears, growing more sorrowful by the moment. He wanted to reach out to her, to comfort her, but she gently shook her head, signaling him to stay back.

"Don't...aight just fucking don't...I need to go before I lose my mind..."

"C'mere Imani..." Jimmy said as she shook her head while backing up slowly. "Nah, you stay right there. I'm not falling for this again."

Jimmy was indifferent to her words at that moment; he recognized her vulnerability and understood that she needed him, and only him. Despite her retreating steps, he continued to approach her with determination. "C'mere Imani...don't be doing this shit..." Imani found herself pressed against the wall, her heart racing as she watched him approach, step by step.

As he drew nearer to her, their gazes intertwined, and the tension between them intensified. Their faces were mere inches apart, with their noses gently brushing against one another.

Her wide, innocent eyes revealed everything, prompting him to encircle her hips with both hands, gently stroking his thumb along the curves of her body, igniting a flutter of excitement in her heart.

"you gon' stop doing this shit...knowing how bad I want you but you keep on pushing me away why?" Jimmy asked as Imani avoided eye contact with him.

As the song "Mutt" by Leon Thomas played softly in the background, Jimmy gently cupped her chin, guiding her gaze to meet his eyes.

"I'm scared Jon...I'm literally fucking scared..." she confessed.

"Scared of what? Imani we had this conversation before I'm not going to hurt you nor harm you mamas," he said caressing her cheeks gently.

She shook her head, "I'm tryna protect you Jonathan...from Jordan I don't want nothing happening to you..." The reality of the situation was that her motivations weren't rooted in a desire to heal or advance her career; they stemmed from her feelings for Jordan and the influence he had on her.

He would often threaten to harm those close to her if things didn't go his way. If he had discovered that she and Jimmy were together, he likely would have lost control and tried to hurt him.

Jimmy gazed into her eyes, noticing the worry reflected there. He leaned in and kissed her softly, pulling her closer as she encircled his neck with her arms. With a gentle lift, he cradled her thighs, securing them around his waist, and carried her toward the bed.

He gently held her on the bed, intertwining his fingers with hers as he positioned himself between her legs, keeping them securely around his waist, ensuring she felt his presence and warmth without ever letting her slip away.

The kiss lingered, slow and profound, allowing him to savor every moment with her. He was completely captivated by Imani, and it showed. His tongue danced within her mouth as he gently tugged at her shirt and jean shorts, prompting her to lift her top, revealing her delicate white lace bra.

As she unbuttoned her shorts, she pushed her hips upward, gradually removing them while their kiss grew more passionate. Jimmy followed the curve of her jaw with soft kisses, moving down to her neck, where he began to suck gently, reminiscent of a vampire's embrace.

"J-Jimmy..." she moaned softly.

He looked up at her as she stepped back, his gaze fixed on her while he removed his shirt and ripped jeans, revealing his striking Versace red boxers. Imani let her fingers glide over his tattooed skin, appreciating the artistry etched across his body.

"You don't need to protect me baby, nothing isn't going to happen to me I promise...I gotchu baby." He reassured her.

"He's crazy Pooks..."

"And I'm crazier than him you were mine before he came into the picture he's not important but you're." Jimmy slithered his hand down her damped folds and began rubbing them through her panties causing Imani to bite the bottom of her lips never leave eye contact with him.

Moving her panties to the side he slowly sticked two fingers inside of her causing her to gasp softly making her back arched against the mattress, he pulled his fingers out of her licking his fingers in the process.

"You taste so sweet for me baby," he got on the bed fully while taking off her panties throwing them somewhere while getting comfortable placing his face between her legs.

He kissed both ends of her thighs and then placing a gentle kiss on her wet folds causing her to flinch from his touch while he gazed up at her grinning.

SMUT WARNING Jimmy began French kissing her wet folds while his tongue was swirling around her clit causing Imani to squirm around since it's been a minute since they did something like this.

His tongue lapped around her clit as he sucked on it while Imani's eyes were rolling in the back of her head tugging on his curls the high she was feeling washed over her looking down at him seeing his dark gaze at her.

"Fuckk, Jimmy..." she moaned softly.

"Mhmm..." he responded back as the vibrations of his hums made her pussy pulse against his lips holding onto her thighs so that she wouldn't run away.

She felt him sticking two fingers inside of her wet cunt thrusting in and out of her as she arched her back some more almost scooting away from him which caused him to pull her back while slurping her up like no other man would not even her ex boyfriend Jordan. "Don't...do that shit.."

The way his voice was dark and deep it just turned her on even more as she relaxed her body letting him eat her out like she was his dinner, his fingers curled up deep inside of her having Imani in a trance while bucking her hips towards his movements.

Jimmy smirked at what she was doing causing him to sped up his pace with his fingers.

"Oh my godddd, Jimmy..."

"Keep calling for me mamas, I'm right here baby."

He worked her over with his tongue watching her lose herself because of him and only him, it became too much for her but she didn't run from it knowing how he'll get as he knew her body way more than she did.

Pumping in and out with a fast manner as his lips never left her sensitive bud was driving her crazy holding onto the sheets for dear life.

Within minutes she felt a pit go down her stomach tapping Jimmy on his biceps signaling him that she was about to cum, "Use your words mamas,"

"I-I'm...ouuu fuck...I'm finna c-cum Jimmy..." she warned him.

His dark eyes were staring at her tauntingly saying, "C'mon then...make a mess on my face coat, coat up my beard nicely mamas,"

His tongue was swirling circles around her clit pulling back on her folds before heading back in curling up his fingers so good.

Imani let out a satisfying moan as her orgasm washed over her causing her to roll her eyes in the back of head along with her legs shaking feeling him slurping everything single drop of her milk cream she had coming out of her.

She flinched at how sensitive her clit was seeing him place gentle kisses on her thighs before pulling away seeing his beard coated up with her milky essence.

Jimmy pulled down his boxers throwing them somewhere seeing his long, meaty. thick dick spring up hitting him in his stomach he made it jump showing how badly his cock missed her.

He pulled her towards the edge of the bed while stroking his dick seeing pre-cum dripping out he begins to align himself inside of her entrance.

Slowly pushing his dick inside of her warmth as they both let out a satisfying groan, Imani pulled him closer to her body feeling Jimmy giving her his deep, long, strokes that she loved so much.

She pressed her lips on his as they passionately make out wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Fuckk..." she murmured.

Both of their tongues were fighting for dominance as the kiss deepened with Jimmy trailing kisses down her jawline like he did before going towards her neck sucking the other side while his dick was pushed all the way in then pulled it back out hearing nothing but sticky noises from her milky essence.

"Tell me you want me..." he whispered in her ear.

"I-I want y-you...only you daddy," Jimmy thrusted his hips deeply inside of her causing Imani to tug on his curls.

"You want me mamas huh? you fucking want me?" His hand was wrapped around her throat pounding his cock away inside of her.

She let out a loud moan holding onto his wrist looking into his seductive eyes nodding her head since she couldn't get her words out of her mouth to say it. With his other hand he gave her love taps on the face before slapping her left ass cheek. "Jimmy...ouuu fuck..fuck fuck,"

Jimmy threw his head back in pleasure loving the way her pussy swallowed him whole seeing all of her cream coating up his cock so well, he was breaking her into two pieces showing her how much he wanted her, to love on her the way she needed to be.

He wasn't going to let her slip away from him this time.

His dick was gliding against her g-spot so well as he circled his hips making her toes curl upward while doing so he wanted her to feel every single inch of him.

"You love me? Huh tell me you love me?" He demanded quickening up his pace feeling her French tip nails dig into his biceps causing him to hiss but he didn't mind it.

"God, I love you so much Jimmy...you know I love you." Imani mewled out while biting the bottom of her lips she caressed his face as he was in it.

"I love yo' cute ass too mamas, pussy so good too good," he let go of her throat leaning in for a kiss which was long and deep making her forget the pleasurable pain that she was experiencing at the moment.

He pinned her arms above her head tonguing her down making her feel loved and appreciated like she deserved to be.

Jimmy kept his fingers interlaced with hers fucking her passionately not wanting to be rough with her only if she asked that would be his cue to do so, the air thicken around them due to the heat that was forming against their bodies along with the room smelling like sex.

"Imma love the fuck outta you, you hear me? You're too precious baby," Jimmy had switched positions now Imani was straddling him as she held onto his shoulders  bouncing up and down on his dick.

Their skins were slapping against each other feeling Jimmy's hand guide her movements with his dick kissing her cervix up. "Ouuu daddy....i love you so so much..." He smiled at her tracing kisses down her body unclamping her bra that she had on still holding onto her breast while swirling his tongue around her nipples.

Imani felt so good wrapped around him like a Christmas present it was driving him insane she threw circles around his dick causing him to moan softly when she did it.

"Keep throwing that shit in circles mamas, I love that shit, sexy ass." He was throwing compliments after compliments at her like no other.

Imani felt an another pit going down her stomach bouncing on his cock even harder with determination to chase her high letting her body do whatever, feeling a slight sting on her ass cheek.

She continued to twirl her hips around his cock feeling his dick filling her up so well in the process it had her mind being all foggy, Jimmy pressed his thumb on her clit rubbing it a circular motion.

"Shit, ouuu shit," she mewled out feeling her lose herself. "Yeah, squirt for daddy baby, c'mon make a mess on me." His words hit her like a storm as she felt her legs shaking while her juices spilled out from her causing her to collapse on his chest.

Jimmy bucked his hips upwards while gripping onto her hips tightly pumping his dick in and out of her now sensitive cunt hearing her let out a loud cry.

"Too much daddy! Too much!"

"You gon' take this dick like a good girl you hear me?" He growled as Imani held onto him tightly.

Jimmy was sending her over to the oblivion with her cries turning into hiccups pummeling her insides in, he could feel his dick twitch inside of her.

Biting down on his bottom lips gazing down at her seeing her face turning up whenever he hit the right spot making her feeling dizzy. "You belong to be baby,"

"Yes," hiccups " I belong to you Jimmy...only you.."

"Ohh, fuck I'm finna nut mamas...I'm finna fucking nut,"

Jimmy had slammed into her one last time before pulling out of her letting his nut shoot ropes after ropes onto her back while rolling his eyes in the back of head letting out a guttural moan escape his lips.

He slowly stroked his dick some more making sure he got all of his nut out of his system before holding onto Imani close to him catching their breaths together.

SMUT OVER.

Imani rested her head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat gradually slow, echoing softly in her ear. She looked up at Jimmy, his hair tousled and wild from the sweat. He let out a soft chuckle, planting a gentle kiss on her temple before lifting her up and heading toward the bathroom to help her freshen up.

After sharing a warm shower, she and Jimmy nestled together in bed, with Imani gently tracing her fingers over his tribal tattoos, captivated by their intricate designs. Meanwhile, Jimmy lovingly caressed her lower back in soothing circles. They both agreed to forgo the party happening downstairs, cherishing the opportunity to enjoy each other's company in this intimate moment.

"You love my tattoos don't you?" Jimmy asked.

"Yeah, they're so beautiful honestly. I never thought you would get tatted do your tattoos have a meaning?" She said looking Into his eyes.

"Just representing my culture that's all mamas," Jimmy had tucked a strain of her hair in her ear before placing a soft kiss on her lips.

He gazed at her, captivated by the familiar smile that had always warmed his heart during their teenage years. "Did you really mean it when you promised to love me the way I’ve always needed?" As she spoke, he lowered his eyes, gently stroking her cheeks with tenderness.

"I did mean that shit, you deserve it. Because you're so precious mamas I wish you could see the way I see you."

He gently turned her onto her back, positioning himself above her, creating a sense of closeness. One hand rested on her waist while the other softly tangled in her braids.

His gaze was steady, unflinching.

"You're my best friend and I love you but more than that," He mentioned that his voice had a low and resonant quality. "I don't care how crazy that fool think he is just know imma be there for you even it's long distance since we are in different brands imma be there."

Imani pressed her lip between her teeth, sensing her heart race.

Jimmy grinned playfully, leaning closer until his nose gently touched hers.

"I'm not letting you slip away from me again," he murmured, his lips grazing against hers. "you belong to me not him or nobody else you're mine."

Imani took a deep breath, gently gliding her hands over his face and tracing the contours of his beard, fully aware of how much he cherished this tender gesture.

"I'm yours Mr Fatu?" She whispered.

Jimmy laughed softly, pressing his lips to hers while gently stroking her thigh.

"Yeah, you mine like I said little girl,"

Imani smiled slyly, drawing his face nearer to hers.

"Gotta prove it to me then,"

They suddenly heard a knock at the door, accompanied by Jey's familiar voice calling from the other side.

"Yo! Uce! Is you and Imani good?" He shouted.

 She and Jimmy exchanged amused glances, laughing softly, "Yeah, we're all set, Uce. We'll be there in just a minute."

As they shared a moment away from the party, laughter filled the air while Jimmy rested his head on her stomach. Her fingers gently wove through his curls, and they savored the tranquility of their connection for a little while longer.

"Can we stay like this until it's time for us to go home?" Imani asked.

"Of course baby, anything for you."

FRIENDS

A/n: yall think Jordan is going to find out about this? From his homeboys And crash out?

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

05

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

what did you think about wiege miss raven …

It was cute 🥰

BRO 💀 LUKA IS SO HOPELESSLY IN LOVE AND DOWN BAD FOR HYUNA… He’s smiling like a kid in a candy store and blushing like a schoolgirl with a crush when a GUN is pointed at his head??? Wanting to run to her and embrace her anyway, with zero regard for his own situation or how she might react negatively to him??? Kissing her missing poster (even though kissing isn’t really a thing in their society?) He’s literally SO mentally ill and obsessed with her… This is toxic and codependent het, I KNOW IT IS 👁️👄👁️

The song this time was admittedly not my favorite, honestly (its tone is sort of haunting)—but I love what it represents… A pure lullaby, holding all the hope for a peaceful and happy future. It’s probably one of the few songs Luka ever sang without intent to manipulate or harm his duet partner.

I loved seeing more gaps in the story being filled in!! Mizi after being rescued and Hyuna trying to calm her down, Hyunwoo’s presence in general, Hyuna competing in Alien Stage, Luka and the other children in Anakt Garden… Ooogh, and those flashes to an alternate universe where everyone is alive, well, and involved in their passions… Luka and Hyuna with their matching rings (not sure if they’re promise bands, engagement rings, or wedding rings)?? It was nice but I feel like I might not be as invested in their relationship if that AU lacks the ✨ spice ✨ of being enemies.

LITTLE LUKA WAS SO PRECIOUS BUT ALSO SUCH A LONER LOSER OTL Laying his head against her… Him sitting under that tree alone and huddled up, counting his fingers to pass the time… Hyuna casually joining him… The pure joy that brings him… Hyuna going in for what seems to be a hug, only for the scene to cut to her body slumping on his AFTER BEING SHOT WHILE PROTECTING HIM 💀 That was absolutely FOUL…

TILL, MY BELOVED SON… He didn’t show up a lot this song, but I loved seeing him having so much freedom and creativity. Spray painting, drawing, just acting like a Normal Human Being and not constantly lashing out and being violently subdued 💦 I always feel like I’ve been punched in the gut myself when he’s harmed. Poor guy… He deserves all the happiness in the world.

dhjsvajFagfDah DONmT yhINK i FORgoT MIZI eiThER. Girliepop is fr going through it??? Still having trauma visions of Sua… LOSING HYUNA NOW… and now she’s left with that fucker whose ass she beat in a fit of rage 😭 which does NOT bode well. THE MURDER IN MIzi’S EYES AT THE ENd, HOLY ShIT. I am half expecting the next installment to just be her wailing on Luka, maybe blaming him for what happened to Hyuna and still holding a grudge for using Sua’s death in such a despicable way.

Hyuna’s final words to Luka were so 👌 It wasn’t too long, it wasn’t too short… It was the perfect length and it conveyed everything she needed to tell him. How important he truly is to her, how she hates him because she loves him; he is and always was her one and only weakness, how all she wishes in her final moments is for Luka to live life to its fullest—even the ugly bits. That he should forgive himself and love himself no matter what…

“Luka, live with love. Embrace the pain, the frailty, and the moments so unbearably shameful. Forgive yourself… Again and again, endlessly. Because everything… begins from there.”

P.S. I feel like I definitely got lost on some parts of the story 😅 I wasn’t sure how to interpret that scene where Luka was covered in blood and there were a bunch of his dead clones (?) in tanks?? Is the implication supposed to be that the aliens were trying to make the perfect performer and the Luka we know now is the ideal test tube baby…? I see his hand on what appears to be a control panel of some kind?? So did he accidentally kill the clones?? And I’m not sure why the random gunman tried to shoot Luka. Isn’t Hyuna the leader of the resistance? Why didn’t she command them to stop? Why did she throw herself in harm’s way instead? Was it a spur of the moment or adrenaline fueled move? Did the gunman really dislike Luka or what he represents + want to kill him so badly they disregarded orders to let him go?

P.P.S. Sorry to Ivan fans… I do not have much to remark on other than the opinion I have always held, which is “Man has killer eyelashes.”

P.P.P.S. I actually didn’t cry! 👍 vxjsneksksk I live for angst like this, so I was eating it all up like a bag of chips.

Really looking forward to seeing where things will go from here on out! The resistance is lacking a leader now; will Mizi step up?! What’s going to happen to Luka, is he going to be taken as a hostage and slowly come around to join the resistance? How are the aliens going to retaliate? Will the competitor even continue at this rate? So many interesting questions!

[stormblessed95]

Tbh I'm a jikooker, but I find it incredibly difficult to fit a healthy long-term relationship into the same timeline as all of jimin's solo work. It's not the pronouns or taking one lyric very literally, its the entire thing, plus comments from him and his producers. To me, you'd have to do some serious olympic level mental gymnastics to make that make sense. I don't doubt that jikook have a special bond, I've definitely seen things between them that definitely look like sexual attraction to me and things that surpass friendship boundaries, but I can't in good faith say that they're together in some official long-term way if I actually listen to jimin and his work.

I've seen some jikookers think they broke up for a while, but I have to question if those people have ever been through a breakup because the little bit of distance/separation/awkwardness we did see from them during chapter 2 is nothing compared to the type of tension that would be there if a relationship that intimate and intertwined had separated, especially considering the dark feelings jimin was feeling. He wouldn't have been cutely commenting on jungkook's lives and jungkook wouldn't have been asking to hang-out or getting excited to see jimin in his comments.

Idk, I'm sure someone could twist everything a certain way and only take certain things at face-value and then make everything else abstract, etc. to make the case that they are together, but I don't really see it. You look at face-off, alone, and just his general dark feelings during Face, then look at the creation of Muse and how him and his producers said he couldn't relate to the love-dovey beginning songs, which is how they ended up making Who (despite the fact that jikookers try to distance him from the song since he doesn't have writing credits even though he sat in the recording room telling them what he wanted and saying it felt like reading his diary). I think jimin could have very well gone through a pretty awful breakup along with the inner turmoil he was going through post-covid, but I don't think it was with jungkook if he did. I still enjoy jikook's bond either way at the end of the day, but yeah I don't really get how anyone can take an honest look at jimin's work and his words and think he was in a long-term healthy love-of-his-life relationship during that time or into chapter 2.

Not trying to change your opinion or anything, honestly I don't really see it discussed much in jikooker spaces (besides bad-faith stuff like tkkers stirring up shit over pronouns in lyrics which is just dumb) and when it is, some jikookers are pretty pick-and-choose about what they deem to be true to jimin's feelings and what isn't. Which I get being nuanced, but sometimes it does feel like a "well this fits my beliefs so clearly this is true to jimin and this doesn't so it means nothing because he didn't write it" or whatever. I honestly get annoyed with the bad-faith arguers because it prevents being able to have actual discussions about some of this stuff in our little jikooker corner of tumblr. Like "he said her, he's clearly straight! he danced with a girl, straight!" stfu.

All of this is just like okay fine whatever. Here is your platform for these opinions. You don't really want me or my thoughts, you want my platform and my validation. Here ya go. (Mostly a general you here for all the asks I get in a similar nature to this, sorry)

I'm really only posting this because I'm tired as fuck of people going just look at face off, alone, all his dark feelings, how could he be in a happy lovey dovey healthy long term relationship? Which I'm paraphrasing anon, I know, but this was the gist of your point in that section.

When I'm living breathing proof that it's possible.

Personal time: I have the best partner in the world. I love him with my whole being. I have been with him since I was a teenager. We have gone through all sorts of changes and self discovery together. I also STILL occasionally struggle with self harm and wanting to kill myself. In fact, the only reason I'm still alive and not actively TRYING to off myself is because I don't want to traumatize my children and husband. I have crippling depression. I related to some of those darker feelings from FACE immensely. So you are inadvertently invalidating my own relationship by saying this, which I do kinda take offense to. And anyone who struggles with their mental health, all their relationships too.

So that's all. I just really needed at least one person to realize what an unfair and unnuanced take that part is. Everything else, sure. Agree to disagree friend. I'm all for it. You think Jimin is single but still love Jikooks bond, that's literally all I care about and I can coexist with you happily in a Jikook/bts bubble. 💜

(sorry this maybe got dark and triggering. I promise I'm working on dealing with my shit)

[midnightshindig]

The rex meeting parents thing was absolutely adorable🙏 bouncing off of it could we get something similar but with meeting your younger sibling(s)? And just generally how he is with kids💕💕

Rex x Reader: meeting the siblings

my qualifications: I have a sister in middle school and a six year old brother, they've both met my partners multiple times over the course of the last five years. And they're snotty little menaces (/pos)

hcs under the cut!

After meeting your parents, Rex is cocky

He's terrible with parents but that went great, he's going to be amazing with your siblings

"Thank you for coming with me to babysit, sorry about our date..."

"No no, it's okay! I bet they're gonna love me, I'm great with kids."

and, much to your chagrin, he's right

The minute they set eyes on him, your ten year old sister and six year old brother are allllll over him

"I like your hair! Why is it like a girls? Do you wear jewelry? Do you want to see my tiara collection? Can I braid your hair? Does it hurt to be pulled up like that? Can you do my hair like that?" your sister, spouting off a million questions a minute

In comparison, your brother is quiet, staring at him in awe

Rex FEEDS off of this attention, opting to pick up your brother with his permission, tossing him in the air effortlessly

What's even the point of being a superhero if you can't throw a six year old every now and again?

You stand off by the doorway, eventually migrating to sit on your sisters bed, watching them play

He takes to children like fire

your sister is teaching him how to have a tea party, and your brother is tangling his hands in Rex's now-down hair.

He'll regret that later when trying to brush it

But for now they're having a grand time

"Would you like more sugar, Sir Rexinold?"

"You know, I think I would!" He holds out his plastic teacup, your sister dropping in a fake sugar cube, and the two of them giggling over it

He fits in so well with them

The only problem is his.... Rex-isms

they don't turn off

"You are under arrest for being a bad guy!" Your sister yells, pointing a fake sherrifs gun at him

"You'll never catch me alive, kiss my ass!" Rex yells back, running through the halls with his hands fake-handcuffed behind his back, held together only by the imaginary bonds of play pretend.

"REX!" You call after them, poking your head out the bedroom door as the two of them race through the halls "No swearing!!!"

you're not certain, but you think you hear Rex hit something before calling back "Shit- Sorry!!!"

soon after your sister returns to the room, holding Rex's "handcuffs" and throwing him in "jail" (on the bed next to you)

You two chat while your siblings briefly entertain each other

"so, does this make you my prison husband or?"

Rex laughs, headbutting you playfully "No way, you're definitely under my protection."

"Says the guy who got arrested by a little girl."

"Hey man!!" He defends, raising his hands "She's vicious, I don't know how you're the superhero in the family, she's so badass all on her own."

"Psshhhtt-" you punch his shoulder, pushing him off the bed inadvertently

He would've caught himself, but, again, imaginary handcuffs.

Soon after dinner, you give Rex the task of putting the kids to bed

"They'll want you to read them a story, or a dozen, but feel free to limit them at three."

You walk in thirty minutes later to find Rex dramatically reenacting the kids' bedtime stories

Your sister is fast asleep, bored of childish tales

but your brother? he's enthralled.

"And then the dragon said 'but I'm just hungry!' and the knight said 'But you're eating the people!'-"

cough cough

Rex turned to look at you, a wide smile filling his face

"And here comes our princess- will you do the voice?"

and how can you not?

So three more storybooks later, and your brother is asleep too

The two of you retire to the couch, your head laid on his shoulder, hands pressed together

"What can I say? they love you." you relent, sighing

Rex wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer "I always wanted real siblings, like, ones that cared about me."

You lean into him "Well these ones love you."

that means so much more to him that you could possibly know.

BONUS:

"Rex- stop fidgeting!"

"But this sweater is so itchy-!" he whines, pulling at the collar

Your sister pulls him by the hand towards the spot where your father, mother, and younger brother are standing, "Rex, Y/n, come onnnn we're gonna miss it!"

You laugh, walking past the two of them and joining the rest of your family

"Cmon kiddo, between me and Y/n, in front" Rex corrals your sister into position

Your matching sweaters blend into a sea of red and silver as the cameraman steadies his focus

"Ready? Say Cheese on three-"

"One-"

Rex looks at the people around him briefly

"Two-"

You slip your hand into his

"Three-"

There isn't anywhere else he'd rather be

"CHEESE!!"

the flash goes off, and your family Christmas photo is taken